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WOW..... Born in the 50's or 60's

Boomers gonna Boom!!


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I really like a lot of non-boomer music. :teeth
 
Johndicezx9 said:
I guess mostly from this part:



:dunno

I didn't name it, I woulda gone with "Bastards of the Young"*... :laughing

*Apologies to Paul Westerberg/Replacements
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I consider us "Generation Feral" suddenly being raised by single moms or dads who are out discovering their own divorced independence. No supervision whatsoever. Mom found out when I was in my 30s I had skipped an entire year of school :laughing and that I stole cars for fun.
 
Every generation has a story, but nobody wants to hear the Millies whine about how much fun we boomers have had. :twofinger :afm199
 
Pulling up ladders is the most fun an old person can have.
 
My mum turned 89 last Saturday. For the math impaired she was born in 1935.:teeth

She and her friends used to follow American soldiers around town in St. Helens towards the end of WW11; "have any gum chum?". She and her friends thought nothing of picking up their discarded wads and repurposing them. Her dad kicked her out at age 11 because his new wife didn't want his kids around. I think he was the only grandparent I met. Good job I was so young and didn't know that story.

While working below stairs in the kitchen at that age and onwards (think Downton Abbey or Upstairs Downstairs), until marrying my RAF father she took care of two brothers, the younger of whom was blind. RIP uncle Bob, I'll raise a Guinness and read some Agatha Christie for you!

Some years later, while on a bus, a friend she was with told her to check out a certain handsome young fellow across the aisle. She had no idea who he was; it turned out to be her brother Frank, who sponsored us to come to the USA.

So, apart from The Best Generation, which "Gen" is she?
 
Same as my parents. :rose

The “silent generation” are those born from 1925 to 1945 – so called because they were raised during a period of war and economic depression. The “baby boomers” came next from 1945 to 1964, the result of an increase in births following the end of World War II.
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900ss said:
My mum turned 89 last Saturday. For the math impaired she was born in 1935.:teeth

She and her friends used to follow American soldiers around town in St. Helens towards the end of WW11; "have any gum chum?". She and her friends thought nothing of picking up their discarded wads and repurposing them. Her dad kicked her out at age 11 because his new wife didn't want his kids around. I think he was the only grandparent I met. Good job I was so young and didn't know that story.

While working below stairs in the kitchen at that age and onwards (think Downton Abbey or Upstairs Downstairs), until marrying my RAF father she took care of two brothers, the younger of whom was blind. RIP uncle Bob, I'll raise a Guinness and read some Agatha Christie for you!

Some years later, while on a bus, a friend she was with told her to check out a certain handsome young fellow across the aisle. She had no idea who he was; it turned out to be her brother Frank, who sponsored us to come to the USA.

So, apart from The Best Generation, which "Gen" is she?
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The Totally Awesome Generation!
 
GAJ said:
They are in for a big pay day as we die off. :laughing
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LOL, not if burn through it first

mean dad said:
Pulling up ladders is the most fun an old person can have.
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Now you tell me, after installing an escalator :rolleyes

900ss said:
My mum turned 89 last Saturday. For the math impaired she was born in 1935.:teeth

She and her friends used to follow American soldiers around town in St. Helens towards the end of WW11; "have any gum chum?". She and her friends thought nothing of picking up their discarded wads and repurposing them. Her dad kicked her out at age 11 because his new wife didn't want his kids around. I think he was the only grandparent I met. Good job I was so young and didn't know that story.

While working below stairs in the kitchen at that age and onwards (think Downton Abbey or Upstairs Downstairs), until marrying my RAF father she took care of two brothers, the younger of whom was blind. RIP uncle Bob, I'll raise a Guinness and read some Agatha Christie for you!

Some years later, while on a bus, a friend she was with told her to check out a certain handsome young fellow across the aisle. She had no idea who he was; it turned out to be her brother Frank, who sponsored us to come to the USA.

So, apart from The Best Generation, which "Gen" is she?
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Wow!
 
First to have LSD and birth control pills. Those two changed the whole landscape. If you partook or not.
 
Ah... the good 'ol days to be a kid. When you could identify a Ford, Chrysler, or GM car by the sound of the starter without even seeing the car.

And absolutely hands down the best sounding carburetor at WOT was/is
the Rochester Quadrajet! :teeth

Ha, ha... NorCalBusa - Doesn't seem anyone flips the air filter lid over anymore either. :thumbup :rofl
 
I prefer the sound of 44 Webers on a modified Porsche.
 
ST Guy said:
I prefer the sound of 44 Webers on a modified Porsche.
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I had dual Webers on a pumped VW 1600 some (well ok, many years ago in a "64 rat beetle. Those and the dual exhausts made some sweet music. Pissed a guy off in a 240Z merging onto 101 from Middlefield Road; he was rather upset that he tried squeezing me but couldn't pass me. Heh, good times..... He gave me many fist pumps, as in "pull over and let me kick your ass"! I'm a coward so I drove faster....:laughing
 
I had a ‘73 bus and it had the first hatch over the engine so all that sound could be directed inside the bus if I simply removed ithe hatch. Which I’d frequently do while picking up hitch hikers along El Camino in Palo Alto. The looks and expressions I got when I wound it out were priceless.
 
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